"Where's the seventh wheel?"
Zhao Fan looked at the two followers in confusion.
"My Lord, you have a bye in the seventh round."
The old man with demon bones said with a smile: "I guess the city lord saw that you were busy with other things, so he secretly asked the scroll to separate you into the first group."
"I see."
Zhao Fan nodded slightly, then raised his gaze and looked at the Lord of Tianye City in the void above.
Don't know if it's a coincidence or unintentional.
Tianye City Lord also happened to cast his gaze over.
The two sides looked at each other.
Lord Tianye nodded friendly.
After Zhao Fan smiled, he activated the token, and wrapped in golden light, he descended on the void battlefield.
Just when he thought it was just another formality.
The opponent appears.
He is a bald boy.
The millions of spectators below cheered up in an instant.
"Great! I can see the Dark Night Sword God take action again!"
"You are really stubborn."
"Is that bald man ranked seventh to twelfth last time? The one who stopped in the penultimate round?"
"He is the one who respects physical skills vigorously. He is good at using force to break magic. He has the secret method and is invincible."
"What a pity. He met the Dark Night Sword God, and he could split his head open with one strike."
The audience was in a frenzy.
…
On the battlefield.
Zhao Fan looked at the bald man opposite him with interest.
He could faintly feel that the texture of the opponent's head was obviously much stronger than other parts of the body.
"The first way of physical arts?"
Zhao Fan couldn't help but ask.
"Your Excellency has good taste."
The bald head smiled and said: "In the first seven rounds, I never used the strongest method. They are not worthy of understanding my tricks. But in the eighth round, they have to take it seriously..."
His smile was a little bitter.
Either there is a big gap between the opponent and oneself, or there is a big gap between oneself and the opponent.
Didn't even encounter a close situation.
too difficult……
"Then your appearance on the stage means that you are ready to die, right?" Zhao Fan asked.
"Um."
The bald head nodded and said, "I'm here, Lei Li, please give me some advice."
"good."
As Zhao Fan spoke, the sword Heiye appeared in his hand.
The huge square below was filled with excited howls from the audience.
Only his knife can trigger madness in the audience! ! !
As for Lei Li, he floated up into the air, stretched sideways, and his head was facing in the direction of Zhao Fan.
In an instant, his head flashed with colorful light.
"Break through time and space!"
The thunderous voice roared, and his head was filled with crackling thunder.
The battlefield was filled with colorful light and thunder.
"This Dao is very strong, but it's a pity that he met me."
Zhao Fan sighed slightly, and the black sword vibrated.
The battlefield turned from day to dark night...
Even the light of thunder dimmed from the size of a python to that of an earthworm.
Lei Li was like a human cannonball, traveling into the deepest part of time and space, and then appeared in front of Zhao Fan.
Crazy blow!
A life-threatening blow!
Zhao Fan, on the other hand, raised the knife and lowered it. Under the gaze of millions of eyes, he slashed Lei Li from the top of his head and cut between his legs.
Lei Li stood upright and split it into two parts.
The two corpses fell to the ground without any trace of life.
The night dispersed.
Its daybreak.
…
On the main square.
"One knife, another knife!"
"That thunderous head is as hard as an ancestor's weapon!"
"Even if you are a knife madman, you can only make a shallow cut with one knife."
"The Dark Night Sword God is mighty!"
"too strong!"
"I'm afraid the next round will be hopeless..."
Millions of viewers, excited and excited.
Zhao Fan left the battlefield and returned to his original position.
"My lord, you are mighty!" The old man with demon bones laughed.
"Brother Zhao, I thought that Lei Li dared to play because he was confident that he could hinder you slightly." Chu Xuanling said with a smile: "I didn't expect that he is still a guy who can kill you with just one sword."
Zhao Fan shrugged and said: "So far, except for Tang Tianba and Jiang Yuruo, they can all be ended with one sword."
"In my opinion, you won't be able to meet these two."
The old man with demon bones said thoughtfully: "After all, the city lord needs three places to compete in national-level competitions. This time, apart from you, it seems that the only ones left are Jiang Yuruo, Dao Kuang and Tang Tianba. And Dao Kuang has already fallen. If I fall under your sword, the other two city lords will protect me through the battle sequence."
"That's fine."
Zhao Fan thought it didn't matter. He was quite interested in Jiang Yuruo's umbrella technique and Tang Tianba's power.
If there is a chance to get the secret techniques of the two, maybe we can learn from them.
In the eighth round, there are only twenty-two games.
So it ended quickly.
Eleven people entered the ninth round.
There's going to be another bye.
There is no doubt that the bye spot was given to Zhao Fan through secret manipulation by Tianye City Lord, and he was directly promoted to the top six, which was the last round of the battle for the enshrinement.
The other five who advanced were Jiang Yuruo, Tang Tianba, a black-faced woman, a skinny middle-aged man, and a tauren.
There is no need to say more about the first two.
The last three are also very strong, especially the Minotaur. They were in the top three last term, and now their strength has improved significantly.
However, compared with Jiang Yuruo and Tang Tianba, these three are still inferior.
"Everyone!"
now.
Lord Tianye looked down at the large square below, "After one competition after another, now the top six contestants have finally appeared. With continuous consumption, the state cannot be guaranteed to be at its peak. Therefore, as the tenth round of the finals , um... it will be held in three days!”
The audience had expected this.
"I'm afraid that except for the Dark Night Sword God, everyone consumes a lot of money."
"Yes, but the thought of having to wait three days makes me uncomfortable..."
"It's too long."
Millions of spectators dispersed without feeling satisfied.
Zhao Fan stood up.
Chu Xuanling put away the leaning chair and said, "Brother Zhao, let's go home. Old Man Demon Bone, you can go back where you came from."
The old man with demon bones said shamelessly: "As a follower, I should go wherever the master goes."
"..."
Chu Xuanling expressed disdain, "Okay."
Just when Zhao Fan and his party were preparing to return to the luxurious residence.
The Lord of Tianye City suddenly moved in front of Zhao Fan.
"City Lord."
"City Lord."
Chu Xuanling and the old man with demon bones bowed and saluted.
Zhao Fan, on the other hand, smiled and said, "City Lord, is something okay?"
"Brother Zhao, if you are free, why not come with me to the City Lord's Mansion for a chat?" City Lord Tianye invited, with a warm smile on his stern face.
